…to come clean, that is.  A vast majority of my blog posts have focused on remaining positive, despite trials that surface along life’s journey.  Let’s face it: I’m not always positive.  I try to be, but sometimes, I’m not.  I know, I know, you’re like majorly surprised, right?  You don’t even know the half of it. 

Honestly, I get discouraged periodically.  Sometimes, I have to smile to keep from crying.  That doesn’t make me unique, but instead ensures that I’m human.  I would like to tell you that I have a support system to turn to.  Well, not exactly.  I’ve always been a person who listens to the qualms of others, and help them find an organic solution.  I’ve become such an “expert,” that it’s become second nature to me.  So, when I finally do reach out to share my frustrations with someone, and they begin talking about their issues, I relent to offer consolation to them.  In the past, I have devalued my own idiosyncratic issues, which has lead me not to talk about them to anyone.  More or less, bother anyone with them, is more accurate.  Sometimes, I ask myself, “…but who will comfort the comforter?”

You may be wondering,”Wait a minute:  He’s selling this stuff, but doesn’t believe in his own product?”  As I stated previously, I try to be positive, but sometimes it just doesn’t happen.  It is in those times that I talk to myself (aloud), or channel my energy into writing (blogs or music).  I might read…..um, okay…..That doesn’t happen too often.  Ha!  I have to literally “pick myself up, dust myself off, and start all over again.”
More days are better than others.  I can often go days upon days in high spirits, but some days, I have to “cast aside every weight that so easily besets,” if you will.

But no matter what happens, I will always get back in the groove.  That’s for sure.  I’ll fight to stay in.  Always.

Until Next Time,

Love & Peace.
-Herbie